Candy

 

When the world ends,
I will be in my greenhouse on the moon
watching every face I once knew
clash with the universe
and all the chocolate
in the milky way
will be mine.

I will be in my five mile tunnel
underground with dinosaurs
listening to the music from above
as it slows down to nothing
and all the gummy worms
buried in the ground
will be mine.

I will be downtown on the pavement
watching bombs go off,
watching guns go off,
watching lights go off,
and laughing because
all the candy will be mine.

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